the face in the shadows

#he then stood there for four hours

the energy discharged from a shot at close range is considerable.

also untidy.

bloodstains are an occupational hazard but to be avoided when possible.

in retrospect this was not the optimal plan.

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syntax unknown. elaboration required.

‘meatbags’ is not registered under dangerous criminal/insurrectionist behaviour.

#no revan shouted i must kill the siths #no revan you are the siths #and then revan was a robot zombie

#ha ha get it he can't talk #or sing #or has any lines at all #I KNOW YOU'RE LAUGHING

[OOC]

((This is what happens when you go to bed early and attempt to correct your sleeping schedule, you miss kerfuffles like this before you can nip it in the bud. Moral of the story: never sleep again.

OK, so. I prefer keeping things streamlined — my personal blog has very few reblogs, because I think having conversations on this platform is clunky as all get-out, and that reflects how I handle this blog. I think Tumblr needs to be dinged about the head by a proper designer/programmer so it can be introduced to magical innovations like “comment threads without third-party systems like Disqus.” So, probably going to keep Sniper to himself as far as reblog convos go. He’s a busy robot. There’s a whole city to oppress.

But that’s me. It’s not holy text writ on high, it’s the preference of some dude with a graphire4 and a chip on their shoulder. I like things, I don’t like other things, and when things I don’t like appear on my dashboard I scroll past it. And all is well in the cosmos.

I could state that askblogs are for kids and fun, fun times for fun people, etc, but rudimentree basically said that. All I can offer is perspective:

These blogs are ostensibly maintained by (in no particular order) a megalomaniacal memetic sex god, a dumpster-diving roboticist that cries like a big poopy baby, a dead girl sending letters from somewhere in the ether, a lush with a fire fetish, the personification of a city, a couple of unreasonably-humanoid SUPER FIGHTING ROBOTS, and a machine with a glowy bucket for a helmet.

I mean.

You guys.

Come on.

In conclusion, take it eeeasy, take it eeeaaaasyyyyy))

#i will morality-core the shit out of this joint #unblinking purple eye preventing neurotoxin dramus #but seriously guys calm yo tits #now we're right back to discussing nipples